I’m Really Not Trying to Be Chased by the Heroine as the Villainous Playboy! – Chapter 314

Chapter 20: The Witch’s Sneer

Fifteen minutes after the Priest of the Necromancer School, the Death Mage Malfoy attacked the Blue Moon Theatre, the Red Mage Akastar finally arrived late to the scene.

Another fifteen minutes later, the Red Mage Corps and members of the Student Council arrived to start dealing with the aftermath of the incident.

Most conflicts with Cultists were hidden in the shadows, but this time they recklessly invaded the theatre. If it weren’t for the quick intervention of the Extraordinary Beings present, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Of course, there were still several casualties and hundreds of injuries, with many affected by the necrotic aura, leading to immeasurable economic losses for the theatre.

Among the dead and injured were notable nobles from various regions, even members of the Mage Association. The Blue Moon Commerce lost a huge sum without any reason.

Standing outside the theatre, looking at the chaotic scene and thinking about the sky-high reprimands that were about to come, Malfoy let out a long, tired sigh.

But it could be considered fortunate.

The Necromancer School’s most brutal attack occurred during a massive terror strike in the eastern continent’s marketplace, resulting in thousands of casualties, a true tragedy that forced the Church to mobilize the Holy Knight Corps to suppress it.

The severity of that disaster was due to the Church’s negligence, having let several Cultists escape during a crackdown, allowing them to carry out indiscriminate slaughter among the crowd.

Protecting the weak is sometimes more challenging than defeating strong enemies.

Malfoy knew very well that if it weren’t for that black-haired boy named Roy Ainbrad stepping forward, this disaster wouldn’t have ended so easily, and he wouldn’t have to deal with the various accusations. He could have just found a place to retire and enjoy his life.

The hawkish-faced mage roughly grabbed a girl student who was clearing debris: “Do you know Roy Ainbrad?”

The girl student was initially intimidated by his fierce appearance, but upon hearing his question, she broke into a smile: “Of course I do!”

“He’s a first-year who withstood All Things Wither and became the champion of the Trial of Blue! He’s the brightest star of our class!”

Malfoy used to find the titles of these noble kids quite ridiculous, but now his thoughts had somewhat changed.

Though he was reluctant to thank a young person, exterminating the Cultists was supposed to be his job, so he had to show some appreciation.

He couldn’t help but be curious about this boy who could defeat a cult priest and wanted to see him in person.

“Do you know where he went?”

“Ah, he just left.”

“Left?” Malfoy frowned.

The serious expression made the girl shiver a little.

“Never mind, there will be opportunities in the future.”

As Malfoy looked at the setting sun, he said this, but in his heart, he felt a bit regretful.

In his view, most of the younger generation were just overrated and useless troublemakers. However, that opinion had changed slightly today.

His calm response and strength to withstand the priest’s attack shocked Malfoy, even with just hearsay of Roy’s performance.

By the way, besides Roy, the Student Council President who helped him track down the Cultists was also impressive.

With her assistance in escorting the captured criminals, it should be fine.

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“Roy Ainbrad……”

After reviewing the scene report, Leanna couldn’t help but raise her eyebrows, her lips curling slightly into a smile, revealing a hint of interest.

旁边正为她倒咖啡的Kreya也不禁感慨：“那家伙是真的厉害啊。”

“至少邪教祭司也是序列7的水平吧？就算有人助阵，一年级就能击败序列7可不容易呢。”

Leanna shot a glance at her.

For some reason, although the brown-haired beauty was smiling, Kreya felt that her gaze was filled with affection.

As if looking at a fool.

“What’s wrong?!”

“Nothing.”

Leanna shook her head, refusing to explain.

Though Leanna hadn’t had much contact with Cultists, it didn’t mean she was unaware of these madmen.

The extraordinary aura of the cult priest was level Sequence 7, but his methods were strange, and his strength was extraordinary. Not a typical Sequence 7 could compare.

Being a first-year and already reaching Sequence 7 is undoubtedly talent.

But how many prodigies were there in the magic academy? Especially this year, with the Lionhearted Princess, the Elf Nightingale, and that last-minute breakthrough girl Alice, this cohort had three standouts.

However, Roy was far from simple.

In fact, the report had already stated that even the Holy Light’s Sequence 7, when faced against the cult priest Kalman, was merely evenly matched.

Even Malfoy, a Sequence 6 mage on the frontline against the Cultists, had suffered a setback at the hands of the other side.

Yet Roy had settled the matter with just one move.

Strength and talent are certainly essential, but to reach this level, one needed rich experience and decisiveness to defeat the enemy in one blow.

That guy seems to be even better at dealing with Cultists than the Red Mage!

Is it a trait of the False King’s blood?

No, according to the information, many of those with the False King’s blood had fallen in their first clash with the Cultists.

Could it be that he possesses some special qualities…?

Just then, a curse interrupted Leanna’s thoughts.

“You can kill me, but just know I’m returning to the embrace of the Lord. Don’t even think about me revealing the secrets of the Lord!”

Leanna looked up, glancing at the corner of the interrogation room, where only half of an old man was visible, chained to an iron pillar.

“Ah, I almost forgot. There’s still official business to attend to.”

Leanna changed her sitting position, crossing her long legs, with a hint of delicate black silk appearing beneath her skirt.

“Let’s just go through the motions. Mr. Kalman, can you tell me the purpose of your intrusion into Academy City?”

This polite demeanor nearly made Kalman burst out laughing.

“You’re sending such a little girl to do the questioning? Has the Association and the Academy fallen to the point of having no one else available?”

“Damn, you old man…”

Kreya was about to get angry but noticed Kalman glaring at her.

The face that had been corroded by the Holy Light was extremely terrifying, giving off a chilling aura even while bound in chains.

“Any Cultist deserves the death penalty. Since I’ve fallen into your hands, I never intended to live.”

“After all, death is just returning to the embrace of the Lord. Do you think I’m afraid of dying?”

Just as Kalman said, once caught by the enemy, he surprisingly became calm. Death was inevitable, so he had nothing to fear.

However, upon hearing this, Leanna covered her mouth, unable to hold back a laugh.

The sight of the brown-haired girl smiling held a certain alluring charm.

Kalman was deeply enraged by the mockery in her eyes.

“What are you laughing at?”

“Nothing, just hearing something amusing.”

“Mr. Kalman, it seems you haven’t realized your situation yet.” As Leanna finished speaking, her amethyst-like eyes suddenly turned cold, eerie and frigid.

Even Kalman, who was accustomed to being surrounded by corpses, couldn’t help but shiver.

“W-What are you going to do?”

“It’s not what I’m going to do. It’s that she will take care of it for me.”

After saying this, Leanna flicked her finger, extracting a small vial from thin air.

Or rather, holy water.

She instructed Kreya, “Drop this into his eyes.”

Under the terrified gaze of Kalman, Leanna supported her face with one hand and gleefully chuckled, “Since Mr. Kalman isn’t afraid of death, I assume he won’t be scared of this little trick, right?”

Moments later, the interrogation room erupted with heart-wrenching screams.

And the ephemeral sound of the witch’s sneer.